I look at my image in the mirror
I compare it with the one I’ve always wanted to be
The confident and sure eyes stare back at me
with contempt for the fear they see in mine.
It stands confident and fearless
waiting impatiently to be real
It blames me for the delay
It tells me that ‘ I have chosen’ to be a failure because :
I think I’ll be beaten,
that’s why I am;
I think that I dare not,
that’s why I don’t I think I’ll lose,
that’s why I lose I think I can’t,
that’s why I’m unable.
For out in the world you’ll find
Success begins with your will
You’ve got to be sure of yourself before
It’s all in the state of mind.
Life’s battles don’t always go
To the stronger, prettier or faster one;
But sooner or later, the one who wins
Is the person who thinks s/he can.
(Must say this to myself everyday)